Wednesday, April 29, 2009


I just finished re-reading I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith. The first time I read it (years ago), my sister loaned it to me insisting that I would love it. I hate to say that I didn't particularly love it. It wasn't exactly what I expected. It didn't hit me with any emotional force.

How time does change us.

I'm not sure why, but this time I felt like I had been hit by an emotional mack truck upon finishing it. Timing? Stress level? A much closer read this time around? I can't say, but I came away from finishing it with a very real sense of catharsis.

Not to mention, a deep desire to live in a ramshackle castle in the English countryside...

1 comment:

  1. my guess is that you're probably not a chuck palahniuk. he has a book called "stranger than fiction." in there, he chronicles some pretty bizarre fascinations with local culture around the country. one facet he investigates is castle building. it's an amazing read (or "listen", since i acquired the audio book). you can build castles, but it's not an easy task. at all. awesome though.